Happy End

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"Posted," Dunk turned to Joong, who was sitting on his bed, grinning

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"Posted," Dunk turned to Joong, who was sitting on his bed, grinning.

"And now?" He asked, tilting his head.

"Wait and see," Dunk folded his arms behind his head and leaned back in his gaming chair. "Sometimes it takes a while for the video to get views. But I think it will blow up more than everything else I've uploaded so far."

"You used me just to get fame," Joong pouted.

"Oh come on, no pouting." Dunk rolled the gaming chair over to Joong's bedside and reached out, gently pinching the other's cheeks. "What makes you think that?" Joong looked up, and looked Dunk straight in the eye, a soft smile spreading across his lips.

"I would never think that?" Joong said, his voice soft as Dunk's hands gently tugged at his cheeks. Dunk's teasing smile faltered for a second when he noticed the way Joong's eyes were lingering on his own.

Joong bit his lip, releasing a nervous laugh, and Dunk could see the way his cheeks were turning a shade pinker, whether from the teasing or something else, he wasn't sure. "But what if I'm just part of your master plan to take over YouTube?" Joong added.

Dunk laughed. "We should make couple content then right? I mean, isn't that what draws most people in?" He grinned. Joong nervously brushed a streak of his hair from his own face. He opened his mouth to respond but quickly closed it, biting his lip again as if he was trying to gather the courage to say something that had been weighing on him for a while.

"Is something wrong?" Dunk asked softly, recognizing the shift in Joongs mannerisms. His voice was barely above a whisper now. He rolled the chair even closer to the bed, their knees almost touching.

Joong's heart thudded loudly in his chest, his hands fidgeting with the blanket beneath him. "I mean... I don't know?" His voice came out small, he wasn't sure if this was the right moment, THE moment to talk about what had been lingering on his mind.

Dunk let out a shy laugh, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "Joong? You know that you can talk to me, right? We've grown so close over the past months, and I... I like spending time with you... lot more than I probably should."

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